POEM — FRIEND : The Tale of a Precious Soul
“Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.”
— Thich Nhat Hanh
Oh, luminate, the shadows with light,
There’s a friend who shines so bright,
Like a star in the darkest night,
Yet, within, a sadness takes its flight.
Your laughter, a symphony of glee,
A beacon of joy for all to see,
Yet, behind that radiant facades,
A sea of sorrow, deep and broad.
A life full of pain, I can’t seem to survive,
Oh, my dear friend of contrast, bittersweet,
Were shallow and despair could all be seen,
Within, your brightest eyes.
Your smiles, like sunflowers, bloom,
Chasing away the shadows’ gloom,
I wish to mend the cracks unseen,
To heal the wounds that lies between.
A tale of dreams that won’t be whole,
With aching chords within your heart,
In laughter’s symphony, you play your part,
In your presence, my spirit grew.
Your heart’s a tapestry complete,
With every hue and shade displayed,
You see the world with different hue,
Where heartache, and sorrow could all be seen.
Know that you are not alone,
For by your side, we’ll always stand,
To lend a hand, to understand,
With your brightest smile, like the morning sun.
In your laughter and tears,
And through the sadness that you feel,
A precious soul beyond all years,
For you, dear friend, we’ll be here.
Thank You For Reading
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